somewhere in the noise

Noise Poem for Arvo Paart

there is a sound
that covers
less regions of
being
a frail ash
unique as the light
on a speck of illusion
it is the faithful motion
of a fingertip
softly caressing
like a pendulum
the lips of energy
intensely receptive
to every hair
brushing against the onrush
of time –
a pause
awaiting the decisive note
of a cycle
that starts here
and ends
in music.
 
 

(dedicated to Arvo Pärt)

21st Century Poetry

6 thoughts on “somewhere in the noise

  1. I love you . where can i read more about you.Im so virgin in this kind of thing.Once Im inside i cannot stop until i fully get drunk to the highest that my eyes is reall struggling to be of use.

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